The history of St Nick's Day, as told by me:
The Catholics have always celebrated the Saints and each saint has a feast day. December 6th is the Feast Day of St Nicholas, a 4th century Bishop in Asia Minor who was known for his charity to the poor and as the special patron of children. ("Well-known Santa Claus is a corruption of St Nicholas." )* So for centuries, Catholics celebrated St Nick's as a day of gift giving and then the 25th was reserved for celebrating the birth of Christ; not a fat man in a red suit with a bag of toys. Then those silly Protestants decided they had something against the Saints and chose to stop celebrating his feast day. Thus they chose to give gifts on the 25th, corrupting Jesus's Birthday and turning it into the commercialized holiday we have today. Crazy protestants. **
* Quote taken from "Lives of the Saints (Illustrated)" Catholic Book Publishing Co, New York, 1955. A book no good Catholic child should go without.
** No the Protestants aren't completely to blame, and if you know me you'd realize that sometimes I just like to bash other christian sects for no other reason than Catholics need a reprieve every once in a while. And if you don't know me why are you reading this? You're not one of those creepy people who sits on their computer all day and just surfs blog pages, are you? Because that's just weird...
Monday, December 6
Be completely nonproductive all day
It's not like I have a presentation on Thursday for a class I hate and am only doing so-so in. Hooray for sleeping in. And spending the next 2 hours in bed anway, in that wonderful half awake half asleep state where you can't keep track of time and all you know is the last thing in the world you want to do is get out of bed. Not quite perfect but pretty wonderful none the less. It was made even better by watching guilty pleasure tv shows that I taped forever ago and never got around to watching. No I'm not telling you what. A person can only handle so much mocking of the things they love most in one day, and there's no need to start this early.
Most of my favorite books, movies, tv shows fall into the "guilty pleasure" category. These are the stories I can watch thousands of times and never enjoy any less. These are the stories that have helped shape who I am. So why don't I tell people about them? Well that's not true. Some people know all about them. But these are the few people who are as equally weird as I am. The people who understand that sometimes you just get weirdly obsessed for a while because it happens to them too. The people who, 7 years later, I have learned to fully trust and know that even if 6 months go by and we don't talk, that next conversation will be as comfortable as the last. The people who might as well be family at this point.
Most of my favorite books, movies, tv shows fall into the "guilty pleasure" category. These are the stories I can watch thousands of times and never enjoy any less. These are the stories that have helped shape who I am. So why don't I tell people about them? Well that's not true. Some people know all about them. But these are the few people who are as equally weird as I am. The people who understand that sometimes you just get weirdly obsessed for a while because it happens to them too. The people who, 7 years later, I have learned to fully trust and know that even if 6 months go by and we don't talk, that next conversation will be as comfortable as the last. The people who might as well be family at this point.
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